Chapter 333 Desire

Liang Junchen's expression suddenly became unnatural, and he coughed dryly: "The meal is ready, let's eat first."

"Mom, Dad made a lot of your favorite dishes today, you must eat more." Baozhu came out of Shen Xiyi's arms, took her hand and was about to take her to the restaurant.

When Shen Xiyi arrived at the restaurant and saw the food on the table, she was really stunned.

This home-cooked dish is colorful, fragrant and delicious, and looks the same as the ones sold outside.

She subconsciously lowered her head and touched Baozhu's head: "Baozhu, tell Mom, did your father ask someone to make these and send them over?"

Baozhu shook her head honestly: "No, Dad and I bought these vegetables, and then Dad cooked them himself when we got back. Dad cooks delicious food, and he often bakes me little cakes with less sugar."

The child's sincere eyes did not lie, so Shen Xiyi of course had to believe his daughter.

She cast an incredible look at Liang Junchen again.

Liang Junchen was pleased with Shen Xiyi's look, and he raised his chin imperceptibly.

"You can learn even if you don't know how. Didn't you think the porridge I cooked last time was delicious?" The man's words sounded a little proud.

Shen Xiyi pursed her lips and made no comment. She could already see the slight smugness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"Then let's eat." Shen Xiyi turned around and carried Baozhu to the chair.

She did not give Liang Junchen the emotional value he wanted, and the man's slightly expectant eyes gradually dimmed.

Shen Xiyi had tried her best to be normal, but Liang Junchen still noticed her occasional absent-mindedness.

It’s just that Liang Junchen’s attention is focused on Shen Xiyi.

After dinner, Shen Xiyi was dragged by Baozhu to the toy room to play with toys.

Liang Junchen began to clean the kitchen.

When Shen Xiyi finally coaxed Baozhu to play by herself, he found that the kitchen had been cleaned up to the point of being finished.

"It seems that there is no place for you to display your talents in Liangyuan. How come you are still cleaning the kitchen?" Shen Xiyi poured a glass of water and leaned against the island, looking at him puzzledly.

"These are things that require no skills and can be done with a little logic."

Liang Junchen wore an apron around his waist, which made him look less cold and stiff and more like a housewife.

Shen Xiyi was looking him up and down, his eyes somewhat presumptuous.

But Liang Junchen suddenly turned around, and the distance between them was less than one meter. He took a step and his breath enveloped her.

Shen Xiyi subconsciously placed the water cup in his hand on the island counter, supporting the edge of the island counter with his backhand.

She leaned back. "What are you doing?"

"I wonder how you will arrange my accommodation tonight?"

Shen Xiyi curved his lips and looked at him with a smile: "You can go back first after you finish cleaning up here."

The man's hand slowly moved from her waist to the edge of the island, trapping her in this small space.

They hadn't been in such close contact for many years, and Shen Xiyi noticed that his heartbeat was abnormally fast.

"Baozhu won't let me go back."

"Liang Junchen, you're using a child to achieve your own goals. Don't you think you're shameless?"

"The child is ours. It doesn't necessarily mean that I am taking advantage of her. Xiyi, you have never taken care of a child. You have no idea what a child is thinking or what she really wants." Liang Junchen looked closely at the person in front of him, his voice becoming increasingly hoarse.

"So, you judge that I can't be a qualified mother."

Because I have never raised a child, but everyone knows how to raise a child.

Seeing that Shen Xiyi started to act stubborn again, Liang Junchen didn't want to argue with her, no matter whether it was intentional or not, as it would ruin the atmosphere.

The two of them were almost sticking together, and some desire began to grow wildly in their bodies.

"Xiyi, after all these years, have you really not missed me at all?"

Shen Xiyi met the man's lustful eyes, then dodged them.

"Liang Junchen, don't be like this." Although it was a rejection, Shen Xiyi did not push him away. Sometimes she even wanted to slap herself.

"But I miss you so much that I'm going crazy." His voice was unusually hoarse. The desire in his body made him forget that his daughter was still awake.

The emotion was fleeting, as was the impulse. Liang Junchen held her face, and just as his thin lips touched hers, Baozhu's voice appeared at an inopportune time.

"Mother……"

Shen Xiyi was so frightened that he shuddered and pushed Liang Junchen away with force. His face was red and blood was about to drip out, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Baozhu saw Liang Junchen's slightly displeased look and covered her mouth tightly.

She seemed to have disturbed her father's good thing.

Liang Junchen: "Why are you calling mom?"

Baozhu stood there, not daring to move, and whispered, "I should take a shower."

Shen Xiyi glanced at Liang Junchen, and Liang Junchen also looked down at her: "Usually at home, the servants wash it, but today I am here, so I can only wash it for her."

Shen Xiyi's cheeks flushed a little. Shen Xiyi didn't reject him just now, which could be regarded as physical rejection.

The man couldn't help but feel happy.

Shen Xiyi felt uncomfortable under Shen Xiyi's overly naked gaze, and turned around and hurriedly left Liang Junchen.

She almost ran to Baozhu, and she led her into the bedroom.

"Baozhu, wait a moment, mom will find you pajamas." Shen Xiyi entered the cloakroom, her heart still in turmoil.

In fact, she shouldn't be driven by physical desires. In the past three years, she has not had contact with any men and does not allow other men to get close to her.

As a result, as soon as Liang Junchen got close to her, she was passively caught in the vortex of desire. Baozhu stood outside and watched Shen Xiyi frantically looking for clothes. The clothes in the cloakroom were hung in categories, and her clothes were hung in a special area, so there was no need to be frantic.

This is obviously panic.

"Mom, I'm not in a hurry to wash it."

"Go take a shower, then play on the bed." Shen Xiyi took a deep breath, then found the child's pajamas, turned around and walked out of the cloakroom, then pulled Baozhu to the bathroom.

While taking a bath, Baozhu, who had been holding back for a long time, finally spoke.

"Mom, Dad is not coming home tonight. Where will he sleep? It seems there is no extra room in the house." Baozhu blinked and asked innocently.

"Baozhu, did your father teach you to say that?"

Baozhu shook her head: "No, it was the kids in kindergarten who said that their parents slept in the same bed. My parents should sleep in the same bed too."

Shen Xiyi looked at his daughter's serious and innocent appearance, and suppressed many of his emotions.

"Baozhu, Mom and Dad aren't very close. They can't sleep in the same bed."

"Why? All parents sleep together."

Faced with the child's hundred thousand questions, Shen Xiyi felt a little helpless. She didn't know how to explain to the child the various relationships between adults.

Isn't it a bit too complicated for her age?